LOREN
Loren slowed then stopped at the younger man's comment. Slowly, the healer turned to face the stranger, raising his eyebrows. "Is that so?" Falling silent, the Launceleyn studied the other man's features for a moment. "Rest assured I am the best person for the job." There was no pride or smugness to Loren's tone, just a simple statement of fact.
Holding out his hand for the younger man to shake, the healer's expression didn't change. He was still clearly sad and slightly annoyed, but his anger had dissipated. "Loren Launceleyn, Grand Healer. And you are?" Astra still pressed herself against his back, staring at the stranger with wide eyes.
Holding out his hand for the younger man to shake, the healer's expression didn't change. He was still clearly sad and slightly annoyed, but his anger had dissipated. "Loren Launceleyn, Grand Healer. And you are?" Astra still pressed herself against his back, staring at the stranger with wide eyes.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
